"Forget it, I won't argue with you today, just go in!"
He flicked his sleeves and stepped aside.
Zhang Zongzheng looked particularly gracious when he said this.
It seems that Ye Xinghe did not win this qualification by himself, but by his charity.
"Master Zhang, have you forgotten something?"
Ye Xinghe smiled slightly and said loudly.
"We made a bet before."
"If I were a third-level alchemist, please ask Master Zhang to apologize to me."
"Hmph, boy, do you really dare to ask me to apologize?"
Zhang Zongzheng's body became sluggish for a moment, and then he slowly turned around.
"Do you know who I am?"
The eyes were frighteningly cold.
"We have spoken beforehand, and everyone present is a witness."
Ye Xinghe was not afraid and looked directly at Zhang Zongzheng.
"Master Zhang, a dignified seventh-level alchemist, won't stall this junior, right?"
Zhang Zongzheng raised his eyebrows.
The eyes looking at Ye Xinghe were a little more serious.
The Alchemist Association Headquarters is located in the center of Medicine City, and there are many people coming and going.
The place was already full of people at this moment.
Among them are many wealthy people in the city.
If Ye Xinghe is unwilling to give in and spreads the word, this family will become a joke in the city.
Zhang Zongzheng absolutely cannot bear it.
He rolled his eyes and smiled sinisterly: "If I don't apologize, what can you do to me?"
Ye Xinghe was still smiling, but there was a slight chill between his eyebrows.
He said loudly: "Is this the master style of the Alchemist Association?"
"Master Zhang can naturally leave and let the world know the face of the Alchemist Association."
Zhang Zongzheng fell silent for a moment.
He couldn't afford to smash the Alchemist Association's sign.
The Alchemist Association is a behemoth spread across the entire continent.
In the territory of the Great Chu Dynasty, only the Great Chu Dynasty is qualified to gain half a point from the Alchemist Association.
Among those predecessors, Zhang Zongzheng may spend his whole life, and it will be difficult for him to compare with them.
These seniors attach great importance to the reputation of the Alchemist Association.
If Ye Xinghe really has such natural enemies, no one in the Chu Dynasty, not to mention the Zhang family, can protect him.
He stared at Ye Xinghe with a fierce look in his eyes.
This kid actually grabbed his own Achilles heel.
At this moment, a voice sounded in his ear.
"Zhang Zongzheng, don't be embarrassed! Apologize to him!"
Zhang Zongzheng's pupils shrank.
Someone really big has spoken.
His body swayed and he bent down to Ye Xinghe and held his hands.
"Young Master Ye is a genius, but I am blind. Please apologize to Mr. Ye."
Gritting his teeth.
Ye Xinghe could see the unconcealable anger in Zhang Zongzheng's eyes.
Then he smiled and said: "Master Zhang is really a master and should be respected by the whole country in Chu."
Zhang Zongzheng took a deep look at Ye Xinghe and snorted coldly.
He walked away with a puff of his sleeves.
In my mind, I have already made a calculation.
The Zhang family has many sharp knives hidden away.
Seeing Zhang Zongzheng leaving, people around him were surprised.
Why did Master Zhang’s attitude change so drastically?
Could it be that there is a great god hidden behind this young man?
Looking at Ye Xinghe, there was already fear in his eyes.
There was also a hint of curiosity.
I want to see how this young man will deal with these guards.
"Master Ye, please come in."
These guards were quite calm.
They are the guards of the Alchemist Association. Who dares to provoke them casually?
Ye Xinghe nodded and was about to enter.
But he stood in front of Wang Tanzhi.
Half-smiling but not smiling: "You said before that you wanted to abolish my cultivation?"
"I'll give you a chance to destroy your cultivation."
"Then he broke the arm that pushed me just now."
Wang Tanzhi looked at Ye Xinghe.
"You provoked the Zhang family, you can't protect yourself, and you come to teach me?"
"If I don't do it, what can you do to me?"
Wang Tanzhi is confident and confident.
The frivolous look on his face suddenly turned into a tragic image.
He bent down and began to cry.
He wanted to cover his stomach, but found that his hands had fallen to the ground.
Blood spurts out!
His hands have been broken.
The Dantian is broken and all cultivation is lost.
Ye Xinghe sighed: "I have given you a chance."
The guards who wanted to stop Ye Xinghe were gripped by fear in their hearts.
The weapon fell to the ground and his knees became weak.
His lips trembled, he was speechless, and then he knelt on the ground.
He raised his hands tremblingly and slapped himself.
Their lives now all depend on Ye Xinghe's mood!
But Ye Xinghe ignored their actions and walked straight into the Alchemist Association Headquarters.
When the gate was closed, the guards collapsed to the ground.
The ground was soaked with their cold sweat.
It even merges into a trickle, meanders along the cracks of the bricks, and eventually dries up under the feet of pedestrians.
This general hall is not as grand as Ye Xinghe imagined.
The front half of the hall is divided into half rooms, and there is a long table in front of it.
A beautiful maid stood behind the table.
"Excuse me, sir, what do you do for me?"
Her gentle voice makes people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze.
But there was a hint of rejection in his eyes.
Although the maids in the Alchemist Association are maids, they all come from either rich or noble backgrounds.
Naturally there is a bit of arrogance.
"I have something important to do, and I would like to see Master Zichen."
Ye Xinghe bowed slightly and said.
The maid's eyebrows were frowning, and she was a little embarrassed.
"This young master, Master Zichen, has a high status and is very busy with affairs. He meets countless people every day."
"Master, please write down what you want on paper so that I can contact Master Zichen."
"Whether it happens or not depends entirely on Master Zichen's mood."
After that, he flicked his fingers.
Immediately, a pen and paper appeared in front of Ye Xinghe.
Ye Xinghe briefly wrote down his condition and handed it to the maid.
The maid nodded, rubbed her fingertips slightly, and a faint flame rose up.
Licking that piece of paper.
After a moment, a person came out from behind the stage.
She was a young girl, about twenty years old, with quite beautiful appearance. She was also dressed as a maid, but the material was much more expensive.
And his face was cold.
When he saw Ye Xinghe, he suddenly smiled.
"This young master, Master Zichen invites you!"
The former maid was immediately surprised.
He immediately showed a warm smile, even a bit flattering.
He bent down and said softly: "Master, congratulations, please come with me."
…
Just a moment ago.
Somewhere in the general building of the Alchemist Association.
Master Zichen's room is very spacious and well decorated.
The furnishings in the house were in a mess.
Various medicinal materials, jade bottles, and boxes were scattered everywhere.
There are various jade pots hanging on the wall, and precious medicinal materials are planted in them.
In the center of the room is an alchemy cauldron.
It is as tall as one person, with three legs and a round belly.
Under the cauldron, a mysterious magic circle is engraved, glowing slightly.
Erupting with powerful heat.
In the cauldron, there is no elixir.
I saw a thin old man on the big bed behind the cauldron, putting his rough feet like ox hooves directly into the heat of the ground under the cauldron.